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Spring Rain

  • Into The Void
  • Jan 14, 2019
  • 1 min read

Mind adrift in the in-between of droplets A portal where time does not exist It thrums in the frequency of lonely souls It whispers coaxes accepts Shuts down

the clutter

distractions

lies

It softens

the heart

to welcome

unwanted truths

It is on your side

that ancient wisdom

So listen

 
 
 

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